One or two short, but pithy items…

But first…
Dulltown, UK/Europe: Today’s weather will feature rumbling puffy grey from the east, raindrops the size of dinosaur eggs, ground-based gusts flirting with the shrubbery, and a sky sandwich of bright orange and lemon towards dusk.

Excuses for being late. No. 418.
I’m sorry I’m late, but I had to lay out a red carpet.

An unusually positive overheard remark:
‘I feel good! I feel good! I’m not gonna let anyone judge me!…’

Uncle Dave’s advice to young artists:
You must, at all cost, try to avoid pandering to the whims of rich people…

Da da da da dum!… Da da da da dum!… Da da da da dum!…
What the hell is that bouncing around my head?
It must be a song, or rather the intro to a song.
Oh course, it’s a very old song.
Oh, but what a catchy opening that is! Me, I love rhythm.
Oh, and when the ragged long chords of the organ come in – gosh, it’s magnificent! (Click)
Come on! Let’s dance round the kitchen!

An observation:
Everyone in town today had limbs like those in Fernand Léger paintings. (Click)

There was a middle-aged chap standing on a street corner talking loudly down his phone – he was dressed in clothes that suggested that he might be a builder, and he had plaster spatters on his boots. I was intrigued by the line that I caught as I passed him:
‘Look, yes, I know it’s not perfect – but at least we have a go!…’

‘These things on my phone are constantly worrying me…’
‘Are you app-rehensive?’
‘I suppose I must be…’

I’m in the mood for spam!…
Here’s a nice juicy piece from someone apparently called Tungy:
Otherwise close it and hire a better it. She built a blog-based website offering valuable information on dating website. They will return for another enjoyable undertaking. Wonderful beat! I wish to apprentice even as you amend your site, how can i subscribe for a weblog web site? The account helped me applicable deal. I were a little bit familiar of this your broadcast offered brilliant clear concept.
Hello Tungy, and thank you for getting in touch – the beat was wonderful, wasn’t it? I am puzzled how you knew it would be in today’s post though! By the way, my concepts are nearly always fairly clear, and you are welcome to them, anytime.  Do not hesitate to contact me again – you are terrific!

I think I might be changing my name to Lee Pat d’Chance.

A single overheard remark:
‘What about green air in tents Alice?…’

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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